Page 73 of Blossoms of the Heart
“Hi.” The reply was simple, reflected no emotion and unfortunately for me was unreadable.
Great, she probably did hate me.
“You okay?”
“Perfect.”
Great answer, and it also showed she was yet again pissed at me.
“Of course she’s okay. She’s with me man.” Scott gave me a little punch in my arm and chuckled.
“Anyway, why don’t you help with the equipment? I have to show Phoebe that spot we saw the other week.”
“What spot?” I had to try not to show my disdain.
“The pink limestone. Okay, it wasn’t pink but looked that way from the wild roses.” Scott looked so excited. Phoebe smiled, looking interested.
“Sounds pretty.”
“Reminds me of your lips, but not as pretty as you.” He took hold of her hand and pulled her away, still talking.
Jealously wasn’t even a good enough word I could use to describe the damn feeling that came over me. At the same time it made me think that Scott was definitely the better option for Phoebe.
Bet her mom would approve too.
